Broken

One.

My fingers clicked away at the laptop's keyboard. I couldn't type the words from my head fast enough. I scratched at forehead, glancing at the notes sloppily written in my notebook. The sound of the shower shutting off from the bathroom echoed. I admired the view of my husband stepping out of the shower, water dripping from his long hair and full beard.

My husband of four years is actor Jake Gyllenhaal. We met after I wrote a script for an independent film he was cast in five years ago. When people talk about love at first sight, that was me with Jake. We have been inseparable ever since. Nobody thought Jake was the marrying type, neither did I, until he popped the question after we had been dating for a year.
My eyes returned to my notebook and laptop screen. Still scratching, trying to get out as much as I could.

"Sarah Gyllenhaal!" Jake's voice startled me, causing my body to jolt. Even after four years of marriage, I enjoyed hearing my first name with his last name. To avoid any special treatment with my scripts, I kept Jake's name out of the picture. I also wanted to be known more as Sarah Rose, screenwriter. "I thought we said no work!" I adjusted the white hotel robe to avoid my boobs falling out. I raised an eyebrow at his naked body in front of me. He had always been in such amazing shape for his job but got really toned for his role in the new Spider-Man movie as Mysterio. We were in our massive hotel room in Korea, finishing up his long months of press and premieres. I scrunched my nose and smirked at him. "Don't make me come over there." I mimicked myself typing on the keyboard, ignoring him. He lunged his body, tackling me to the bed and releasing a loud squeal from me. I laughed while trying to push away his wet beard from me. We connected our lips before I looked into his eyes.

"It's just something new I need to get out of my head."
"A new screenplay?"
"Yeah, it's a work in progress." I sat up to close the laptop but he pushed my hand away. I fell back onto the bed, hiding my face with my hands. Jake had continuously been the first person to read my work and encourage me to send it to directors. After all the scripts I had him read, I was still nervous every time.

My eyes were locked onto Jake as he read the words on the screen. Holding my breath at any noise or movement from him. I didn't know what to do with my hands so I either had them messing with my robe or covering my face.
Once he finished reading, he closed the laptop and covered his mouth with his hand.

"Baby..this is amazing." He whispered behind his hand.
"What?" I dropped my hands from my face. Keeping his face emotionless and his movements calm, he moved the laptop from the bed to a small nightstand next to me. He maneuvered his body between my legs.
"I said..." He untied the loose belt of the robe and opened it to reveal my naked body. I swallowed the lump in my throat. I removed my arms from the robe's sleeves. Jake's hands moved from my fully tattooed arms to my breasts. "...that script is amazing..." His hands separated my legs more. I dropped my eyes to his growing member then back to his eyes. "...you are amazing and this is why I married you."

I arched my back as the wave of heat rushed through my entire body. Jake thrusted his cock in and out of me sharply. Our loud moans echoing throughout the hotel room. He dropped his body to be closer to mine, holding himself up by his hands. I kissed his lips, scratching his back with my nails. His thrusts got faster and deeper. "I'm gonna cum, baby. Where do you want it..." He growled at me.
"Inside of me." I scratched at his back as I aggressively whispered the words into his ear. His eyes met mine in shock. We had only talked about having a baby a few times before he got so busy with being Mysterio. I nodded my head, pulling him into a kiss. I cupped his face while kissing him passionately, feeling his cock pulsing inside of me. He kept his lips attached to mine while his moans escaped. He kept himself inside of me and kissed my forehead.

"We're going to have a baby." He whispered, keeping his lips on my forehead. I giggled at him.
"It doesn't happen that fast, babe." I sighed, kissing his lips.
"Then we have to keep trying!" I laughed as he pulled my hips into him, thrusting his hard cock into me again. He pounded himself into me.
"Oh, fuck! Harder!" I moaned, enjoying the sight of his cock entering me. The sound of Jake's phone ringing from the bathroom caused us both to look in the same direction. He grabbed my ankles, putting them on his shoulders. "Isn't that Carrie's ringtone?" My voice shaking from the violent thrusting. Jake nodded quickly. Carrie was Jake's publicist and a very angry one when he didn't answer her calls.

"I don't care. I'm making a baby with my wife." He leaned his body, causing my legs to push against me and lift my waist. He slammed himself into me deeper. We both moaned, once again feeling his cock pulsing inside of me. I dropped my legs onto the bed just as he flopped his body to lay down next to me.
We tried to catch our breath with the ringtone sounding off from the bathroom again. Jake groaned, leaving the bed to answer the phone. He kept his voice down which usually meant he was arguing with Carrie.

I read once that elevating your waist helped with trying to get pregnant. I put a pillow under my butt and closed my legs together firmly. I rubbed my lower stomach. The four carat diamond wedding ring on my finger glistened in the sunlight. The thought of possibly getting pregnant excited me.
The feeling of eyes on me brought my eyes to Jake, smiling at me from the bathroom and now fully clothed. I scrunched my nose at being caught and closed the robe around my body.

"Where are you going?" I questioned him.
"Photo shoot with Spidey." He waved his phone in the air. I nodded my head and pouted my bottom lip. He laughed, leaning down to me. "I have to meet Tom downstairs. Five minutes ago." I giggled, kissing his lips. My eyes followed his journey around the room. He put on his watch, smiling at me. "Get back to work on that script, baby. I'll be back later." He returned to me to kiss me again before racing out the door.
"Love you!" I yelled at his back.
"Love you, baby!" He yelled back before the door closed behind him.